Blog Tour by Joy Nwosu Lo-Bamijoko
It is my honor and privilege to welcome Joy on her 4WillsPublishing Tour. Joy, I was so excited when I got the word that I would be hosting you today. I am a big fan of your work, Mirror of Our Lives: Voices of Four Igbo Women. Your issues are about disrupting the status quo and that makes you a super woman. At least that’s how I feel about you. You have to be politically incorrect to write about customs and norms in your world that target and demean women. I think it happens all over the world. I can appreciate you for shedding some light on this delicate subject. And now, on to a supernatural thriller!! Well let me tell you – I got my copy of Legend of the Walking Dead: Igbo Mythologies so I guess I better start reading it. Let’s give Joy a big welcome and support her all the way on this leg of her tour!
Two months ago, I succeeded in getting my publishing house to, not only lower the cost of the Kindle edition of my book: Legend of the Walking Dead: Igbo Mythologies, but this was possible because I had to re-do the line edit, the copy edit, the proof, and the format all over again. In other words, I had to redo the whole book all over again. What you are seeing in this new edition, is a completely new book. This is why I decided to re-introduce it again to you. You can also see that there is a big improvement on the cover. Here is your new, fully re-mastered, and price friendly:
Legend of the Walking Dead: Igbo Mythologies
Excerpt from Part IV
Osondu Returns to Akajiana
Finally, Osondu could travel without going through the pain of fire, snow, or water. Now he could sit in a safe place, and his spirit could leave his body and travel. At the destination he could remain in the spirit or borrow a body. If the place was populated by humans, he landed in a human body; if animals inhabited it, he landed in an animal body. Just as he assumed the appearance of the beings in the worlds he visited, his spirit left that appearance the moment he moved away from those worlds.
Before he finally went to Akajiana, he returned to his father’s house to wish him his final farewell. He wanted him to have closure. After he arrived, he waited until night fell so he could talk to them in their dreams.
“Papa, you were right about me,” he said over his father’s sleeping body. “The power of prayers brought me back and put me in my old body. It wasn’t really me and yet, it was me … hard to understand … I want you to know that I’ll always take care of you and my siblings. If you believe in prayer, pray. If you believe in divination, divine. I am gone, but my spirit lives. You’ll never want again.” He spoke to his sister and brother also in their dreams, and after that, he touched their foreheads with two fingers and said, “Remember me always.” With that, he left them.
The next morning, Papa Osondu told the story of how Osondu visited him in his dream.
“Did I not say it?” he said, calling his other children. “Did I not tell you all that the person who came here claiming to be my son was not my son? I knew it.”
“But, Papa, he looked like him. He spoke to me also in my dream,” Osondu’s sister said.
“And me, too,” her brother said.
“The person we saw was a Walking Dead,” Osondu’s father said. “I know them, they never age. They never change their appearance. My son died many years ago,” he added emphatically as if to end any further discussion about Osondu.
Osondu landed in Akajiana, in Oke Offia, and went straight to look for Sister Aug at her cave. She should be able to tell him where his mother was. His mother sat at the entrance to the cave. She looked up and her eyes widened.
“What?” she exclaimed, rushing over to him. “Ossy, is that really you? What are you doing back here?” She embraced her son and held on to him, unable to contain her surprise. She pushed him away and looked at him, then hugged him again. “So, tell me everything,” she said, at last letting him go. “I am listening.” She sat and waited.
“Mama … it is a long story. I have been journeying for days. But first, you must let me know what happened, why did you not return?”
Gloria spread her hands in resignation. “Do you go first or do I go first?”
“Do you have anything I can eat? First, let me eat, then you can tell me your own story and after that, I’ll tell you mine. Where is Sister Aug, Ma?”
“Oh … she’ll be here soon. She’ll be shocked to see you.” She led her son into the cave and brought him some food.
He ate and rested, and when he woke, his mother and Sister Aug were preparing legumes for their evening meal. “Aunty,” he cried in excitement, then raced over to Sister Aug and greeted her with a hug.
Sister Aug pushed him away and looked at him. “You’ve changed. What have you been up to?”
“Like I told my mother, it is a long story. Do you really think I’m changed?” He directed the question to both women and they nodded.
“Mom, what happened? Why didn’t you return?”
“Son,” his mother replied, “if you didn’t understand it before, I hope that now you will.”
“Understand what, Mom?”
“Come and sit here.” His mother pointed him to a chair. “You and I … let me start from the beginning. When you left that day, I was told in confidence that if I returned, if I went after you, I would be considered a Walking Dead by our people. In short, Son, we are dead to our world. I know what a walking dead is, I saw them when I was alive, and I didn’t want to become a roaming spirit. So I realized the futility of making such a journey, and I refused to make it.”
Joy Nwosu Lo-Bamijoko
About the Author
On her return to Nigeria in 1972, Joy was appointed to the position of Producer of Music Programs at the Nigerian Broadcasting Corporation (NBC), Lagos. She occupied this position until her appointment as Music Lecturer at the Department of Music, University of Lagos, on April 15, 1975. In 1977, Joy Nwosu married Abubakar Lo-Bamijoko (now separated) in Lagos. She is blessed with three wonderful children–Amanda Onwuka, Edochie Samuel Nwosu, and Hana Lo-Bamijoko. Her youngest daughter writes poems and lyrics to songs and she also sings beautifully. Her career activities in Nigeria included recitals, full stage performances and concerts, radio and television broadcasting, radio and television performances and concert tours. She also attended national and international conferences and workshops. Joy was Head of the Music Department at the University of Lagos from 1986 to 1987 and was later Head of the Music Unit of the Center for Cultural Studies, University of Lagos, from 1989 to 1992. As a music faculty at the University of Lagos, Joy taught several courses including voice, beginning piano, fundamentals for music literacy, African music, choral music, stage production and movement (dance). She enjoyed teaching voice the most, her major instrument. Some of her former students who are still very active today in the Nigerian music career are Funmilayo Boamah (soprano, music educator, music entrepreneur, and choral conductor) and Ayo Bankole jr. (pianist, organist, composer, and music entrepreneur), son of the famous late Ayo Bankole sr. Joy held several academic and administrative positions in Nigeria and all around the globe.
This research was the work of Professor Godwin Sadoh.
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Legend of the Walking Dead: Igbo Mythologies
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Legend of the Walking Dead:Igbo Mythologies
Link to my Author’s Website
YouTube Link the Book’s Trailer
My Blog Address
Links to my FB Pages
Link to my “Who Is Who On The Shelf”
My Interveiew on UTube (Italian Book)
Amazon.Con Link to Mirror of Our Lives……
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“This tour sponsored by 4WillsPublishing.wordpress.com.”
Welcome Joy! You say that you re-made your book? I have a kindle copy purchased months ago. Is it ok to read? Just wondering. I hope you feel comfortable here on this stretch of your tour.
I don’t know what to say Shirley. You are just too much! Your words of encouragement, your support, are just too overwhelming. Thank you so much for hosting me today, and thank you for your wonderful words.
If you purchased the Legend … about three months ago, you have the re-worked one. If more than three months ago, it could be the old one, but how you know, is from the cover. If you have the old one, please allow me to send you a replacement.
I’m glad you are here Joy. You do so much for RRBC members. You deserve to be supported. I checked and I got my copy in May so I’m safe. I have it on my TBR list. But I’m going to start now that I have a break. Good luck and enjoy your tour! The topic is fascinating!!
Bless you Shirley, and thanks again. If you got the copy in May, you will be reading the re-mastered one. Happy reading. I hope you enjoy it.
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A fantastic post, Joy. I hope this tour is bringing more readers to your work!
Thanks for hosting, Shirley. Your support is second to none!
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Love the post, Joy and Shirley! Have fun on your tour, Joy.
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Thank you Beem for always being supportive and Kim thank you for passing this blog on.
Joy, this is a great post! I loved the book excerpt. I’m going to have to get started reading your book! I can already tell I won’t be able to put it down. Shirlry, thank you so much for hosting a stop on Joy’s tour.
Rhani I’m so glad that you dropped by to support Joy. She had to be in the Chatroom today and ran late because she was on the wrong time zone. So I’m helping her to straighten that out for the future. Its been one of those days but fun. Lol
Fun is all that matters. Lol You are so wonderful, Shirley, and a true star of #RRBC! 😀
Rhani that’s the nicest thing that anyone has said to me, although I don’t know about all that. I think my fellow members are the best and that includes you for being so supportive of me. I enjoy the camaraderie we have in the club where we get to talk to one another thru blogs and the chat room and contests, and on an on. And its a joy to host every now and then. Thanks so much for stopping by today. You made our day!